I found a belt in the Honkai Impact 3rd world.

"For example... a mission?"

"No," the voice claiming to be the system answered crisply.

"Uh..." Mo Mo drawled in disappointment, "What about the online store..."

"No."

"What about skills? What about achievements?" Mo Mo was anxious; his system felt soulless. "There should be something, right?"

"None of them." Completely blunt and direct, this utterly and brutally shattered Mo Mo's last hope.

"You!" Mo Mo almost choked on his breath. "Where's the character panel? Don't tell me you don't even have that?"

"No... oh wait, I think we do have this." The system almost slipped up and said the wrong thing. "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you right away."

"Could this system be defective?" Mo Mo was immediately disappointed.

"Alright, take a look."

A small virtual screen appeared in front of Mo Mo's eyes.

"Bound Character: Mo Mo"

Gender: Male.

And then... that's it?

"..."

For a moment, I realized I was an idiot for thinking that this system was still useful.

"You're completely incompetent! What kind of system are you?"

"I'm the drive system! The belt system! What's the point of all those fancy functions?" the system retorted without any hesitation. "Am I here to transform? Do you even know what transformation is?"

"That's right, transformation!" Mo Mo suddenly realized that since it was a belt, transformation was naturally the core element.

Having just a belt isn't enough; we need to find the other items as well.

Mo Mo immediately bent down and crawled on the ground, sweeping up the pile of leaves, hoping to find something.

"What are you looking for, kid? You're digging like a dog."

"..." After all, it was the only system he could rely on, so Mo Mo felt it was better to be magnanimous and not argue with him. "Of course it's a card. You probably transform by inserting a card, right? The card should be around here..."

"If you don't have that kind of thing, don't bother looking for it." The system casually poured cold water on Mo Mo's enthusiasm with another sentence, "Although I do transform by inserting a card, it doesn't mean that there are any bonus cards included."

Mo Mo stopped brushing the leaves away and stared at the driver at his waist with utter shock.

"They won't even give you a basic card?!"

Even the Decade Knight character has his own Decade card to use at the start!

"No." These two words are probably the most the system has said so far.

"Damn you!" Mo Mo slammed his fists into the ground, tears streaming down his face, heartbroken. "Then you can't do anything at all?"

"But we can talk!"

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2. Have you ever seen a little monster that can kill you?

After struggling with the belt for a long time, Mo Mo had no choice but to accept his fate.

This foul-mouthed system is truly useless; as he said, it's just a talking belt.

The worst part is, they didn't even give away a single card!

Looking longingly at the empty slot, Mo Mo felt a pang of pain in his heart.

They were so close to their dream.

So you're saying my time travel has absolutely nothing to do with you?

"..." The belt paused for a moment, then responded sullenly, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was you putting me on your belt."

I really can't tell where you have eyes.

"So it seems we're quite destined to meet?"

"Who has any connection with someone as brain-dead as you?" The belt showed no respect for Mo Mo and immediately started spewing insults.

"Hey? I didn't look down on you for being useless, yet you're criticizing me? Who gave you the nerve?" Mo Mo's expression also turned sour.

Anyone would get angry if they were inexplicably pointed at and called brain-dead, right?

Especially being criticized by a belt that's clearly useless and just has a foul mouth.

"You wear something you've never seen before on your waist without knowing anything about it. Aren't you afraid I'll be a bomb and blow you to bits?" the belt retorted. "I think you're just a brain-dead idiot."

Where exactly was this belt made? Mo Mo's face darkened even more.

"That's still better than you, you foul-mouthed jerk."

"Hey, you've successfully provoked my anger." The belt's tone suddenly turned sour. "You little brat, wanna fight?"

In the tense atmosphere, Mo Mo raised his hand expressionlessly and then slammed it hard against the driver at his waist.

"Holy crap, you actually dared to hit me? Try hitting me again if you dare!"

Judging from the way they were acting, it sounded like some delinquents were about to roll up their sleeves and start fighting, but Mo Mo still raised his hand without fear.

"Snapped."

"You've got guts, kid!!"

"口扌白, 口扌白, 口扌白口扌白." (A sensitive word that's been leaked online.)

Mo Mo didn't intend to give this strange belt any face. He just sat on the floor and slapped the driver on his waist repeatedly with both hands.

"Hey! Stop! I admit defeat, I'm the younger brother, okay? Stop it now." He was initially full of energy and foul-mouthed, but he was no match for the various martial arts skills and slaps, and obediently tucked his arrogant tail between his legs.

"Your belt hurts?" Mo Mo stopped what he was doing and asked curiously.

"What's wrong with the belt? People who can speak have human rights, understand?" the belt retorted defiantly, but this attitude didn't last long. "Ouch... you're pretty heavy-handed, aiming for vitals."

Mo Mo lowered his head and looked at the silver-white driver with a bewildered expression.

How can you tell what's vital and what's not from that?

"Since you didn't bring me to this place, you can't take me away from this world either, right?"

"Sir... I don't know."

This is a huge problem... Mo Mo's face, which had been still excited, completely fell down.

So all I got was a chat tool?

Is she the grumpy older guy type? Why not a warm-hearted young lady?

"However... although it's just a guess, it's not like there's no way for you to leave if you want to."

"???" A spark of hope rekindled in Mo Mo's heart. "Really?"

"But I don't know how to leave."

"Then what are you talking about, Gil? It's all nonsense!"

"If I don't give you some hope, do you expect me to stare at your shrewish face all day? It's just time travel, is it really that big of a deal? You're making a big fuss over such a trivial matter."

People with different values ​​cannot work together. Since they are different species, Mo Mo did not expect the belt to understand his feelings.

"Then we should investigate the surrounding area first, and try to find out what kind of world this is..." Standing up from the pile of leaves, Mo Mo decided to continue the homework that had been interrupted.

After experiencing extreme joy and sorrow, Mo Mo was surprisingly calm.

Having chosen a direction and taken big strides, Mo Mo hoped to at least leave this forest first, and if only he could meet someone he could talk to.

Mo Mo didn't rest on the way. Although he was very reluctant, he still exchanged some information with the belt, even though there was no substantial breakthrough.

"Since you didn't send me a card, you must know how to get one, right? I can't expect you to be just an ornament for the rest of my life, can I?"

"That's a very profound question... Aren't cards something that just fall from the sky?"

"You're awesome." Mo Mo gave a thumbs-up to his waist, then covered his face. "Why is it that other people's systems are both cute and capable, while mine is such a jerk..."

It's probably a defective product from somewhere.

"Acting cute? I can do that too." The belt chimed in, not wanting to be left out. "Aww, isn't it cute? Aww."

"I'm so tired..." Mo Mo felt that the only thing he could be thankful for was that he probably wouldn't have to worry about being bored on the way.

Even after brushing past the sharp edges of his waist, Mo Mo's inner turmoil remained unresolved.

What's the difference between wearing a belt and not being able to transform, and guarding a mountain of gold in vain?

We can't expect the cards to fall from the sky like the belt said.

But there's nothing we can do but let nature take its course.

"How about I give you a name?" Mo Mo suddenly suggested. "It's not good to keep calling you 'Belt' or 'System.' What would you like me to call you?"

"You can call me Daddy... Stop it, don't hit me!" The belt quickly changed its tune halfway through the sentence, "It's just a name, right? Just give me any name you want, I don't care."

"Alright, then you'll be called Xitong from now on," Mo Mo said, lowering his raised hand.

"..." The belt silently formed a string of ellipses, "Could you be any lazier?"

"Doesn't it sound good?"

"Nice to hear! You might as well just call it 'System'."

"Tasteless, I can't be bothered with you." Mo Mo muttered under his breath as his "carefully" prepared proposal was dismissed as worthless. "From now on, the system will be your lifelong code name."

"Rare." The belt... I'd better call it the system. The system scoffed dismissively.

"My name is Mo Mo. I look forward to working with you from now on."

"It's like you don't know anything..." This kind of unnecessary behavior seemed to leave the system speechless. "But I'd better remind you that instead of worrying about how to address someone, you should lower your head first."

"Low..." Before Mo Mo could fully grasp the meaning of the system's words, his body reacted first.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of crisis behind my head, along with a sharp sound of flight.

Mo Mo lunged forward suddenly, but the force was too great, and he fell to the ground, burying his face in the pile of dead leaves.

"That was close..." Mo Mo crawled out of the pile of leaves and touched the tuft of hair on the top of his head.